No Homo (An Ianthony Fanfic)

Chap 3: Uh-Oh

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Super short chapter ahead...so short I can't even call it a chapter *sigh*

~Ian's POV~

That was weird. Oh well. I'll ask him later. Right now I'm frickin hungry. And trust me Hungry Ian is the worst kind of Ian. "Hey man I'm going to get some food. Want anything?" I knock on his door and say.

"Uhh yeah get whatever you want."

"Okay." I grab my car keys and go out into the garage.

A few moments later, I arrive at the only restaurant open this late at night (and this is the first time I've come here alone so I'm kinda scared even though I know I'm fucking 27!! Gawd give me a break guys -_-) While waiting I notice a guy staring at me. He doesn't even avert his eyes when I look at him. He just keeps...staring. And he doesn't even do it subtly. I mean his eyes are wide and his brows are furrowed like he's concentrating or something. Oh well it's not just you that knows how to play the game.

I turn fully in my seat so that I'm directly facing his direction. He looks about the same age as me and has a sturdy build. He has also dirty blonde hair, tanned skin, is wearing a V-neck and sunglasses. At night. In short he looks like a douche. I know i know! Don't judge a video by its thumbnail. But really though... Wait i think I just saw him smile at me. Yeah. Not creepy at all. I would actually have taken that as a friendly gesture if he hadn't licked his lips - seductively, I might mention.

Great. My food is ready so I can get the hell outta this place. And he follows. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!

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Sorry but this was more of a filler thingy. I'd also like to apologize in advance for the shit that's about to go down. Showee :'(